Cold winds blowing in through an open window,
Newspapers strewn across the floor,
A coffee mug from a couple of days ago,
Loud music rushing in from the neighbour’s next door;
She surveys the scene with detachment,
Never once dwelling upon the chaos apparent,
‘Cause turmoil of another kind brews up a storm maelvolent
As her heart seethes in agony of a kind that only she knows…

P.S. Feeling a little lazy today, so I decided to reuse something I wrote in May 2010.

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